ode to the flute Poem by Ross Gay

ode to the flute



A man sings
by opening his
mouth a man
sings by opening
his lungs by
turning himself into air
a flute can
be made of a man
nothing is explained
a flute lays
on its side
and prays a wind
might enter it
and make of it
at least
a small final song

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Ross Gay

Ross Gay

Ohio / United States
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